Monthly Archives: November 2018

This seemed appropriate for events of the last several months: Hat tip to Theo Spark.  

There’s a reason the phrase “Fake News” resonates: Hat tip to Powerline and Maggie’s Farm.

Some of my recent posts have been deliberately (obtusely?) vague. I face an inherent contradiction in blogging despite my desire for privacy. I straddle the fence and sometimes faceplant on it. Certainly I’m out of sync with the zeitgeist. I … Continue reading →

…since some unplanned shit went down. At the time (give or take) I wrote Survivalism On The Small Scale. Speaking only in generalities (not all things are fodder for public rumination) I explained that “all hell has broken loose” and … Continue reading →

This post offers absolutely no Black Friday deals. There are no coupons on this post. This post won’t spam your in-box with “hot deals”. There are no low cost financing options associated with this post. I’m not playing Christmas Carols … Continue reading →

[I’m nowhere near the Paradise Fire. I don’t have a dog in that fight. Nor do I want to get sucked into the endless politics of the Left Coast. I lived there for a while. I chose to leave. ‘Nuff … Continue reading →

It was a cold winter evening. The next morning’s arrangements were well in hand so I poured a glass of bourbon, stoked the woodstove, and retired to a comfy chair. Despite general opposition to TV, I was in a mood … Continue reading →

Hat tip to Moonbattery and Chicks on the Right.

Greetings from your (intermittently) off grid blogger. This is a post I wrote a few days ago. Let’s start with a few responses to IRL (in real life) comments. First, I applaud respectful disagreement but stand firm in my belief … Continue reading →